Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mommy?"

Jenna snuggled closer into Sherilyn's embrace, her eyelids growing heavier by the minute, "Have Mr. Johnson and everyone finished dinner yet?" "Not yet, sweetheart."

Sherilyn glanced outside, not wanting to disappoint her little girl.

"Mr. Johnson is still enjoying his wine, taking his time with the meal."

"Oh..." Jenna's eyelids drooped further, "But Mr. Johnson will come, right?"

"Are you getting sleepy, Jenna?"

Sherilyn dodged the question, "Why don't you take a little nap? If Mr. Johnson comes, Mommy will wake you up.'

"Okay." Jenna couldn't resist the pull of sleep any longer and burrowed deeper into her mom's arms, "You have to remember to wake me, Mommy." "I will."

Slowly, Jenna drifted off to sleep. Sherilyn carried her to her room, gently tucking her into bed.

Checking the time, it was already past 8:30 PM.

Sherilyn felt a twinge of unease. Something wasn't right...

If Gilbert had made it back to Sunhaven, knowing him, he would have gotten in touch with her by now.

...

10 PM, Sunhaven International

accompanied by Caroline, hurried out, with Allen

Charles, "You're in the garage? Alright, we're on

he said, "Let's head to

but nodded

Charles, Gilbert checked

the Johnsons'. Grandma and my brother are waiting for

"Aren't you

head, "I've got

could possibly be more

Gilbert hurriedly said, "I'm running late, I need

Abel, he

drove off, Caroline stood there, bewildered. On a day like this, what could be more important than

swne

Suddenly...

who was driving, his expression changed drastically, "Mr. Gilbert, something's wrong

Gilbert tensed, instantly on

brakes," Allen frowned, "They're not

car's

just the brakes. The steering wheel's messed up

continued to accelerate, heading straight for a wall in the parking

it, it would be a certain